The heat hit Grace like a slap from an angry ex. Or what she imagined a slap from an angry ex to be like.
[Holy crap, it's like walking into an oven.]
She'd been in the town for maybe five minutes and already her armor felt like she was being slow-cooked. The fire-resistant enchantments? Complete bs. They did close to nothing against regular heat.
"This is nice!" Alia chirped, because of course she did.
The Love Sister had already stripped down to basically nothing—just some pink strips of cloth that technically covered her boobs and pussy. Technically.
"Like a spa day!"
Zephyr nodded, fanning herself with one hand. She'd gone for a similar look, except in blue. Her dark skin glistened with sweat that made Grace's mouth water despite the circumstances.
"Very relaxing. I can feel my pores opening."
Valkyrie looked like she wanted to murder someone. Preferably both Love Sisters.
"How. The fuck. Are you two this cheerful?"
